Kate takes naps, me too. Classic angle of Machu Picchu.
Patterns and stones. Machu Picchu.
The illusive, the magical, Machu Picchu.
The Andes and Machu Picchu.
Day 5. The last leg of the trek. We wake up bright and early to watch the sunrise and get an early start. The last part of this day we walked past the huge hydro-electric plant and along the railroad tracks, making sure to dodge trains.
Day 4. One of the best sights we had ever seen. After treading for hours endlessly up. Our muscles about to give out at any moment and the light quickly fading, we were getting worried. Where was this Llactapata?! When all hope was lost and we were considering who to eat first, out of the trees we spot IT. The entire purpose of our trek, the end all and be all, MACHU PICCHU.